Sixty-two, the first battle

Zhang Wuxing sat cross-legged on the hospital bed.

It stands to reason that this kind of action will make his body feel pain continuously, but at this moment, Zhang Wuxing's mind is unprecedentedly concentrated, and the pain seems to have disappeared from his senses, and Zhang Wuxing is engrossed in the cultivation of Nian.

One of the four major lines of thought: refining is constantly circulating in Zhang Wuxing's body, releasing a trace of energy through cell division, gathering these energies, constantly expanding, growing stronger, every minute, every second, Zhang Wuxing's thoughts are thriving.

For Zhang Wuxing, this is the most interesting thing in the world, tied for first place with the fight.

Walking again on the road he had pioneered, Zhang Wuxing would not embark on the crooked road, he was naturally familiar with it, his thoughts were rapidly recovering, and it was only a matter of time before he wanted to return, even surpassing the peak state when he fought against the Phantom Brigade.

After finishing a group of practices, Zhang Wuxing opened his eyes.

"Sure enough, we have to clean things up, and we can't make trouble for Miss Serra."

Thinking like that, Zhang Wuxing got up from the hospital bed, and he walked towards the depths of the castle with a cane and a tuk-tuk sound.

It was the first time in three months that he had stepped out of the room on his own feet, except for being pushed by a wheelchair.

Bernstein City still looks brilliantly lit at night, after all, there are many servants and staff here, so it is impossible to make it full of darkness and strange atmosphere like the Evil Spirit Castle, of course, the rich people will not care about a little lamp oil money, walking on the heavy velvet carpet, even the sound of crutches touching the ground is much lighter, Zhang Wuxing relied on the thought he had placed on Hoffman as a guide, and walked through the corridors and corners without confusion.

On the way, I occasionally met the servants in the castle and the patrolling security guards, because the atmosphere in Bernstein's house was extremely bad at the moment, most of these people were in a hurry, and no one cared about Zhang Wuxing, who was wearing a hospital gown and walking on crutches, and looked no different from a disabled person.

"This castle is so big, you can afford such a castle, Lucar is really rich, even so he is still addicted to fighting, and even died for it, it seems that he is a true love for martial arts, if you can, I really want to fight with him and try it, but it's a pity......"

Thinking of Lucar's move in the game: the performance of the extermination cutting, Zhang Wuxing couldn't help but feel a move in his heart.

"Didn't I remember that Lucar had a son who had inherited his mantle? He should also be in this castle, but it's only 96 years now, and the eldest young master should still be a little ghost, tsk......"

With the regret of not being able to fight with the strong, and the psychology of not wanting to bully children very much, Zhang Wuxing, who has spent more than two years in the hunter world, is now about 24 years old, and then walked down the stairs and then came to the door of a room on the first floor of the castle.

In his senses, the thought he had left in Hoffman's body was inside the door.

The door was very wide, and Zhang Wuxing estimated that it should be an auditorium or a conference room or something.

Pushing open the door, what appeared in front of Zhang Wuxing was ...... Fighting Ring??

The ground is covered with a stone ring like the one depicted in Dragon Ball or Yuyu Hakusho, and the ring is square, about the size of two basketball courts, and what should have been built outdoors appears in the interior of the building.

"It's worthy of a castle where martial artists live......" Zhang Wuxing was convinced.

The ring was surrounded by some black suits, they were wearing clothes similar to Hoffman's, which were obviously the uniforms of the Bernstein family, and there were two people standing in the ring, Zhang Wuxing looked around and found that his target was in that place.

At this moment, Hoffman was being beaten and covered in wounds, and opposite him, a huge strong man was approaching him step by step.

As a German, Hoffman himself is already very strong, 180 height, broad shoulders, strong muscles, enough to make him a big man in the eyes of the world, but the person who is beating Hoffman is obviously even better, under the black suit is almost supported by muscles to a rectangular broad body, more than 2.2 meters tall enough to make him have the capital to look down on Hoffman.

Sensing that Zhang Wuxing had broken in, the black suits, including Hoffman and the big man opposite, shifted their eyes to him.

The next moment, Hoffman suddenly ran in the direction of Zhang Wuxing with a wail.

"Please, save me, I'm willing to give you money, a lot of money!!"

The black suits around the ring did not hinder Hoffman, who watched quietly as he performed.

Behind Hoffman, the strong man in the ring unhurriedly pulled out his pistol and aimed it at Hoffman's back.

With a bang, accompanied by the sound of gunshots, Hoffman, who had almost run in front of Zhang Wuxing, fell in response, he missed Zhang Wuxing's side and fell to the ground.

The shot pierced the back of Hoffman's head and opened a hole in Hoffman's head, Hoffman was not Zhang Wuxing, he had no idea that he could use to fend off bullets, so of course he was dead and could not die again.

Looking at the corpse that fell to the ground, Zhang Wuxing wanted to scratch his head, and then he found that his hand had not recovered, and his fingers could not be stretched out at all.

"I don't want to say that I see something I shouldn't see, can you let me out of here?"

"Please rest assured, Mr. Zhang Wuxing." At this moment, a girl's voice came from all directions: "Just now it was just the Bernstein family exterminating the traitor, you don't need to care about such a trivial matter, because you are my important guest." ”

"Do you treat killing people as a trivial matter?" Zhang Wuxing said with a calm face.

"All people have their value, but traitors are not worth mentioning, so it is not a pity to die."

Installed on the ceiling at the top of the ring, the monitors in the four directions to the left and right suddenly lit up, and a girl with blonde hair and a big drill appeared on the screen.

Red-eyed, blonde-haired, and with a glittering decorative crown on her head, Zhang Wuxing saw a girl who looked like a princess.

No, that's a real princess, sitting on the fortune of a rich country, living in a huge castle, and having giants over 2 meters under her command, those ill-fated Disney princesses can be described as weak in front of her.

Seeing the big golden drill, Zhang Wuxing remembered, after falling from a high altitude, Zhang Wuxing fell to the ground, and the last thing he saw was such a touch of gold.

"You're the eldest lady here, Rose. Bernstein? ”

"Don't be rude to the eldest lady!!" Before Rose in the monitor could speak, a strong man over 2 meters above the center took the lead and said, "You have to find out your identity!" ”

"Shut up, Julius, Mr. Zhang Wuxing is my guest, don't get in the way."

The strong man was silent and said no more.

After the strong man was silent, Zhang Wuxing said to the monitor above: "Thank you very much for saving me, Miss Bernstein, I will definitely remember your kindness, if I can, I hope to thank you in person." ”

"Just call me Rose." The blonde princess in the monitor put on a sweet smile: "Actually, the way to repay me is very simple, you can do it now, Mr. Zhang Wuxing." ”

"What do you want me to do?" Zhang Wuxing asked.

"As you know, I'm Lucar. Bernstein's daughter inherited her father's love of martial arts, and I was interested in martial arts myself, but unlike my father, I preferred to watch powerful martial artists fight each other as a spectator. ”

Say that, Rose. Bernstein finally said what he really thought: "Mr. Zhang Wuxing, please and my subordinates, this Julius. Mr. Reinhardt has a fighting match. ”

"You want me to fight this bean sprout?" Compared with the giant strong man who is more than 2 meters tall and has muscles all over his body, Zhang Wuxing, who is only 175 tall and has bandages on his body, can be said to be completely different from the other party's physique.

"That will turn into a one-sided torture, Miss, he is your guest, what if I accidentally kill him."

"Don't worry, Julius, I believe in Mr. Zhang Wuxing's strength, he won't be killed by you so easily."

"Wait, don't you want to ask my opinion?" Zhang Wuxing said.

"Bean sprouts, there is no place for you to speak here, I just said, you have to understand your identity, you are just a plaything picked up by the eldest lady, and your only role is to please the eldest lady." Julius's face showed a smile like a beast: "I just shot that traitor, I don't feel like it's fun at all, I really have to tear the other party's body with my own hands, and listen to the other party's constant wailing and begging for mercy before death, this is the best way to kill." ”

With a happy expression of happy killing, this huge man kept approaching Zhang Wuxing.

"Where do you want to start getting beaten up? Head? Chest? Abdomen? Or limbs? I allow you to make a choice, give you three seconds! ”

Seeing that the other party didn't intend to reason with him at all, Zhang Wuxing sank his face, threw away his crutches, and put on a posture.

"What an unpleasantness, you bastards!"

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Thank you XXOOXXXX for the 10,000 rewards.,Just scrapped nearly 30 chapters of the manuscript.,I don't know how to round the plot back.,Conceptualizing the plot is like going around a maze.,Your reward is like a shot in the arm.,Let me have motivation again.。